gentle night

do it before.It's neither good nor bad, it's comfortable, but you can't do too much, understand? "

Yue Junsheng hugged him, and satiated infinitely, "I know, I understand, why does Cheng Cheng always treat me like a child? It's like the couples on TV who only kiss the person they like the most and sleep on the same bed. Never do that. I only want Cheng Cheng to do this kind of thing with Cheng Xian alone, and everyone else will go away, it doesn't matter to them, eh!"

Cheng Xian lowered his head, looked at Yue Jun's watery eyes, suppressed the doubt in his chest, and kissed the little stupid dog firmly on the mouth.

27,

Once the valve of lust is opened, it is difficult to close it no matter how much effort is exerted.After the last time when the two of them met each other naked and had a sincere relationship, Yue Junsheng seemed to be a little married woman who lived with her husband, whispering to Cheng Xian every now and then: "Cheng Cheng, I want to be comfortable." If Cheng Xian stretched his face , avoiding his lips that lightly rubbed on her shoulders, and said perfunctorily: "Let's talk about it in the evening." The little married woman would be extremely disappointed, the corners of her mouth drooped, but her hands still hugged Cheng Xian, and she didn't care if Cheng Xian came up. Where are you going, or what are you doing.The little idiot likes Cheng Cheng and wants to do comfortable things with Cheng Cheng. His love for Cheng Xian is rewarded and released at the same time when he does that "comfortable thing".In the comfort of things, our little grass bag tasted a touch of intoxicating sweetness, which was sweeter and sweeter than the ice cream sold in the freezer of the stationery store, and the color was more pink and soft than the last glow in the western sky in the evening.Cheng Cheng's hot chest has become his real gentle hometown. He lingers all night in the gentle hometown full of Cheng Cheng's breath, and he only feels the joy and beauty of life. Even the most ordinary buildings and trees are in his eyes. feel good.

The only bad thing is that Cheng Cheng seems to be shyer than him. He never takes the initiative to do anything comfortable with him, and often avoids his proposals, always saying "we will talk about it at night".Yue Jun's voice was displeased, he clearly felt that Cheng Cheng also wanted to do it, why did he say that?The idiot couldn't understand the reason, but his lust made him bold.He openly grabbed Cheng Xian's lower body without any scruples, and now he knows the reaction of that place, so he didn't hesitate to make Cheng Xian angry—of course Cheng Cheng never really got angry with him, at most he just held it down. His hand, "Don't mess around, it's the same if you touch your own."

Yue Junsheng's mouth was a little bit flat, "This is different!" Of course he tried to play with himself, but without Cheng Cheng in it, he just used his hands alone to make his little bastard from hard to soft, He did it twice and found it boring.He couldn't feel any sweetness, he only felt aggrieved mixed with irritability.He worked silently, even if he felt happy, the degree was greatly reduced.What's more, without Cheng Cheng, without the illusion of ice cream and evening colors, he was in such a bad mood after some time, he almost wanted to cry.And he did.

He threw himself into Cheng Xian's arms to hold back a few tears, and asked him with great resentment, "Cheng Cheng, are you angry with me again? Tell me what I didn't do well."

What else can Cheng Xian say about this?Either he gave in to his concerns or he gave in to this stupid little dog.Time and time again, he gave in to Yue Junsheng, just because he didn't want to see the little stupid dog looking sad and unhappy, and because what Yue Junsheng wanted was also what he wanted in his own mind. —Why wouldn't he want to?There is the sweetest honey in the fall.

Cheng Xian couldn't refuse Yue Junsheng, so he let the flames of love between the two gradually start a prairie fire again and again.For many nights, he hugged Yue Junsheng, kissed and caressed him, not too eagerly, but slowly.Yue Junsheng also gave up watching TV a long time ago, and now he no longer needs to find his desire for life from TV.He just wanted to stay with Cheng Cheng, not to speak quietly, or to say something casually.He rested his head on Cheng Xian's chest, and Cheng Xian's hand rested on his heart.Inadvertently, the two people's eyes collided up and down, looking into each other's eyes, a small cremation burst in the air.The next moment Yue Junsheng hooked Cheng Xian's neck with his hand, and the two began to kiss closely while leaning forward.

A long and inseparable kiss, the same as the end of the summer lingering outside the window.The kindling of lust is raised in the entwining kiss, but there is no obscene urgency like lust.The love settled in the hearts of the two people layer by layer, gradually like a pliable thread, connecting the two firmly together.The two of them kissed so naturally, neither doubting the other's affection.In the prelude to the hot kiss, their hands stroked each other's body, stroking the parts that they missed the most.The fire of love finally rose like a snake's head, and the four hands continued to massage and circle, and finally came to the most exciting place.Those two bulging pieces of good meat are lurking there like treasures waiting to be discovered.

There are not too many tricks, and there are no extra skills. Every time, the two of them cling together to masturbate like the first time.Two pieces of flesh are leaning together, shoulders and head are leaning together, and hearts are naturally leaning together.Sometimes Cheng Xian takes the lead, and sometimes Yue Junacoustically takes over. This kind of thing doesn’t matter whether you are six or seven years old. As long as the string in your head is played, no one knows how to be the happiest and how to do it. To be extremely comfortable.

Yue Junsheng is very satisfied with such happiness, at least for now he doesn't need more.Cheng Xian is also satisfied there, but for him the greater satisfaction lies in his heart.He didn't make it to the end, and he wouldn't tell Yue Junsheng what the "final" was.He only hopes that the current state can last for a long time, longer, so that he can have one more moment of this lovely body, let him have one more moment of the love given to him by the owner of this lovely body.

Yes, love - and happiness.Cheng Xian never expected to have these distant and majestic words.Now he sees these appearing in his field of vision with trepidation and fear, and he accepts them silently, temporarily leaving behind his worries about the future.It was a good time for his beast.

"Oh, Cheng Cheng..." Afterwards, every time Yue Junsheng leaned against Cheng Xian and gasped, the little stupid dog became more and more sticky to Cheng Xian.

Cheng Xian always takes him silently.In the mutual warmth of body and body, at the moment when you can feel each other's heartbeat, the hidden worries in the future are like dust on the screen window, which is nothing.At this moment they are together physically and mentally, at this moment time goes so gently and slowly, at this moment they jointly heard the first chirping of autumn insects outside——

"Cheng Cheng."

"Ok?"

"It's nothing, I'll just call you."

"Ah."

When the leaves on the tree were half yellow, Cheng Xian also got busy with his work in the courier company.For more than ten days in a row, Cheng Xian drove the small light motorcycle non-stop, and sometimes there were too many packages to deliver, so he had to leave Yue Junsheng behind.Fortunately, this situation does not happen often, just once or twice.But our little stupid dog has already complained about being wronged. He can't imagine that these ugly plastic packages are the reason why he has to separate from Cheng Cheng.Especially on that day, when he and Cheng Cheng were playing football happily at home, the box called the mobile phone vibrated.He knew it was not good—his "rival in love" was still refusing to let Cheng Cheng go, trying to draw Cheng Cheng's attention away from him.

Cheng Xian frowned when he heard that there were so many packages, but it was too late to push them away, so he had to bite the bullet and accept them.Then he thought and thought, and then said to Xiaocaobao in a low voice: "Junjun, play with the ball by yourself first, I'll go to work, and I'll be back soon."

"I won't be with you?" Yue Jun asked.

Cheng Xian also said in a low voice, "There are too many things, I can't fit you...just this one trip, be good."

Every time Cheng Xian said "be good", Yue Junsheng would really be very good, in fact, even if Cheng Xian didn't say it, he would be very good.Holding the ball, he nodded and said, "Then come back soon." He had a sad look on his face.At this time Cheng Xian came over and gave him a lingering kiss, which greatly comforted the little stupid dog.But when Cheng Xian's kiss left, he began to feel empty again, feeling that this not-so-spacious room and living room was terribly empty.

He heard Cheng Cheng lock the door from the outside, the sound was really sad.It is true that this is not the first time that Yue Junsheng has been alone at home; it is true that Cheng Xian also went out suddenly to do some errands before and asked him to stay at home by himself for ten minutes.But how he hated the long ten minutes!Such a quiet and terrifying ten minutes.Even if he turned up the volume of the TV set, even if he deliberately wiped the table and chairs over and over again, he still couldn't suppress the anxiety in his heart.He obediently promised Cheng Xian that he would stay at home obediently, but behind the promise was a gloomy look.He couldn't leave Cheng Cheng too much, even for a minute; his heart had already grown to Cheng Cheng's place, and when Cheng Cheng left, his heart was taken away, leaving him alone. The lost little stupid dog, holding a comforting ball, waits alone for the return of his dear master.

Cheng Cheng is not here, and the little idiot doesn't want to play football alone.He kicked the ball to the base of the wall, ran to the balcony and looked out the window.You can see a T-junction from the balcony, and Cheng Cheng has to pass through that intersection whenever he goes out and comes back.There was a low wall at the intersection, a lonely telephone pole, and the little stationery store where they used to buy ice cream.Yue Junsheng didn't do anything, didn't want to do anything, just propped himself up against the window, stared desperately at the intersection, at the intersection, at the gray sky, at the leaking water from the sky. A little sunshine.he is here